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1 year ago
Drew My Bestie @honeybushalex As Avatar Of Distortion (sketch Below)

drew my bestie @honeybushalex as avatar of distortion šŸ˜— (sketch below)

Drew My Bestie @honeybushalex As Avatar Of Distortion (sketch Below)

i didn’t use my tablet in ages and i don’t know why i decided to color this picture digitally, but i’m really happy with how it turned out


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1 year ago

TMA OC - Edith / Avatar of the Stranger

TMA OC - Edith / Avatar Of The Stranger

I silly-ed around a bit too much with my friend - which resulted in us making tma personas lol

This is Edith - a young woman who always wears a smile and seems unsettling in the most friendliest way possible <33 (Also yeah, she will steal your skin if she likes your tattoo)

I am kinda tempted to make a short game/VN about her, but don't quote me on that lol


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11 months ago
Art Of My Tma Vast Avatar In Some Tasty Gradients + Araceli And Her Gf Pidge
Art Of My Tma Vast Avatar In Some Tasty Gradients + Araceli And Her Gf Pidge
Art Of My Tma Vast Avatar In Some Tasty Gradients + Araceli And Her Gf Pidge
Art Of My Tma Vast Avatar In Some Tasty Gradients + Araceli And Her Gf Pidge

Art of my tma vast avatar in some tasty gradients + Araceli and her gf pidge

Sent art advice please


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10 months ago

Creature (oc) 1 and 2 (their gay together)

Creature (oc) 1 And 2 (their Gay Together)

Creature (oc) 1 And 2 (their Gay Together)

I hired these creatures to stare at you

Creature (oc) 1 And 2 (their Gay Together)
Creature (oc) 1 And 2 (their Gay Together)

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9 months ago

My beloved molerat buried avatar oc

My Beloved Molerat Buried Avatar Oc

I hate him so much, he's a little manifestation about my strange interests in the Kola superbore hole, Bury me there when i die

Colour gradients / variations below,

Cw : soo much eye strain

My Beloved Molerat Buried Avatar Oc
My Beloved Molerat Buried Avatar Oc
My Beloved Molerat Buried Avatar Oc
My Beloved Molerat Buried Avatar Oc
My Beloved Molerat Buried Avatar Oc
My Beloved Molerat Buried Avatar Oc
My Beloved Molerat Buried Avatar Oc
My Beloved Molerat Buried Avatar Oc
My Beloved Molerat Buried Avatar Oc

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9 months ago

Behold, my bsd oc turned self insert and tma oc

Jules Vernes

Behold, My Bsd Oc Turned Self Insert And Tma Oc

Silly lighthouse keeping lonely avatar, her domain is an impermanently located island covered in massive amounts of fog all the time!!

The island makes time fucked up so she has longevity!!

She/they

Gradient map variations below (Eyestrain)

And aughh... Gross old art for comparison

Behold, My Bsd Oc Turned Self Insert And Tma Oc
Behold, My Bsd Oc Turned Self Insert And Tma Oc
Behold, My Bsd Oc Turned Self Insert And Tma Oc
Behold, My Bsd Oc Turned Self Insert And Tma Oc

Behold, My Bsd Oc Turned Self Insert And Tma Oc

IT'S STALE AND GROSS


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11 months ago
Redesigned My Mag Oc At Work Ig

redesigned my mag oc at work ig


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9 months ago

"Reflections unto a Mirror"

A 512 x 512 Artwork of a TMA OC known as "Ani". 

Ani - a light skinned female - is to the right of the artwork, with glowing green eyes and shoulder length brown hair blowing to the left in the implied breeze. She is dressed in a dark green tailcoat with a high collar sitting on her neck, with a gold pendant in the collar's centre. There are three golden buttons going down the middle of the trenchcoat, with the third button open to reveal the white undershirt. The art cuts off just underneath her upper torso. She smirks like the little shit she is.

Besides being illuminated by a crown of Beholding eyes behind her head, there is nothing more to the art than the stylistic blue-to-green shading on its background, and an obvious watermark/signature.

I'm gonna be brave and do an Oc reveal for my TMA AUs. This OC hasn't appeared or been mentioned in any of my AO3 fics (and probably won't for a bit), but she's extremely relevant to it all.

Introducing... "Ani", the Memory-Impaired (Interim) Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute (as of 2016)!

A 1920 x 1080 character sheet for my TMA OC "Ani".

"Ani" - a light skinned female - is to the left, with shoulder length brown hair that blows to the left in the implied breeze and glowing green eyes. She is wearing a long dark green tailcoat with a high collar adorned by a golden pendant. There are seven gold buttons lining the tailcoats centre, with the third to seventh unbuttoned, revealing her white undershirt. Below her gold buckled leather belt is a set of dark brown pants and lighter brown boots, tied thrice over with a very slight heel in the back. She smirks knowing that she is the biggest pain in the neck of anyone who meets her.

Besides the glow of a Beholding eyes halo, there is a bunch of information repeated mostly below;

Role: (Interim) Head of the Magnus Institute, ??? (in royal blue)

"Entity Data"
Main Path: The Eye
Sub Paths: The Spiral, The Desolation (via sword), The Vast (via pendant & "Hoshiko")
Pre-Institute Marks: ??? (in royal blue), The End

"Other Facts"
Age: Early 20s (15th July 2003 1995 ~ 1998)
Country of Origin: Australia
Ethnicity: Irish ("Aussie Flavoured"), ???
Important Information: There is no records of her existence prior to 2015. She herself does not properly remember a Pre-2015 world. (She will passively recall something at random, but tends to forget it a few seconds later if not prompted.)

There is also a bisexual & asexual flag in the top right of the art, and her "Song of the Soul" explained in below text.

Introduction

"Ani" (the only name she remembers) quite literally appears in the Dalton household out of nowhere one sunny January, just a week after the People's Church of the Divine Host tried to complete their Extinguished Sun ritual. Despite this, she only has a marking of The End from her exposure to the Dalton stronghold, and an unknown Marking that not even Simone can decipher.

Very few things are gleaned from trying to Compel her, amongst those being that she's Australian, she thinks she's either 21 or 23 and, of course, her assumed name. Everything else she is forced to discover over her year-and-a-half apprenticeship under Archivist Quinn, and afterwards when she is forced to assume the Interim position due to lack of willingness from her co-workers.

(More info under the read more, I get my message is big lol)

Paths

"Ani" falls to The Eye as a result of her persistent internal voice nagging her that she has forgotten something extremely important, and her fears that the reason she has no memories now is because someone entrusted her with a dangerous piece of knowledge. It also triggers due to [Spoilers], but we're focusing on the main reason. Her abilities are mostly focused around finding the truth to a situation or to expand her understanding, giving her...

Statement Syncing/Taking (typical)

Compulsion

Knowing (+Translation)

Telekinesis/Levitation (learnt)

Dream Walking (learnt).

Her Spiral sub-path - the only one not granted via a weapon or Leitner - comes to her as naturally as breathing once she meets and makes a few deals with The Distortion (wearing the face of Emma Harvey), granting her...

Impossible Navigation (cannot get lost in domains lmao)

Short-Range Teleportation (learnt)

"Song of the Soul"

A term coined by Edalyn Gleave prior to her death, it stands for 'a song that you would live and die to, a song that fuels your every move when you cannot move anymore'. Hunters trained under Edalyn were typically ones posed this question, but the Institute begun taking up the idea too when the Thundering Strings started getting too confident.

"Ani" claimed her song was "Navigating" by Twenty One Pilots, but the song does not exist (yet). Thus, she hunts for a new song, and eventually finds herself resonating close enough with "What My Scene?" by Hoodoo Gurus due to her unfamiliarity with her place in the world, and her desperation to clutch to her homeland and its music.

"Try" by P!nk does seem familiarly powerful to her, but she can never bring herself to call it her "Song of the Soul"... more 'the old tune to a life I used to lead' (no one prompted her so she forgot that line afterwards lol)

Other

Jesus I yap alot...

If you wish to see more of her or of others in her era of the Archives, please let me know! I do plan to do more eyes, but I also want to draw the people in my AO3 fics... maybe. We're trying. Simone's a high priority.


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1 year ago
I Am Currently Sickly And Dying So I Decided Hey, What If I Made A Magnus Archives Oc To Represent My

I am currently sickly and dying so I decided ā€˜hey, what if I made a magnus archives oc to represent my suffering’

meet Alissa Miller, avatar of the corruption, she’s got every single disease and infection at once and will gladly share


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1 year ago
Man Contracts Tuberculosis After Contact With Weird Stinky Homeless Child

man contracts tuberculosis after contact with weird stinky homeless child


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1 year ago
Ough. Sickly Child Not Feeling Too Well.

ough. sickly child not feeling too well.

Idk if it’s like, frowned upon but I did trace this pose from https://www.deviantart.com/adrimmd/art/MMD-P2U-Family-Guy-Death-Pose-30-points-916890006

if that’s a problem please tell me!


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1 year ago

Miasma

Miasma

Statement of Hannah Dean, regarding a sick patient she took care of. Original statement given August 12th, 20XX. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute.

Statement begins.

My name is Hannah Dean, I work as a doctor at Pearl Garden Hospital. Let’s just get right to it. I don’t know when she was admitted into the hospital, where she came from, who her parents were, nothing. All I knew was that I was to be taking care of her. When I first entered her room, she was sat in her cot and stared right at me. She looked to be around, 13 or 14 years old? Had greasy hair and old bandages around her arms and legs. I’m not sure why I didn’t notice how everything was so… dirty, at first. The walls were stained, the floor was grotty, and the patient herself was overall, filthy. I walked over to her nonetheless and introduced myself, like I always did. I tried to run a few checkups on her, but as soon as I got close I felt a wave of sickness… emanate from her, somehow. I immediately stepped back, and that sickly feeling went away.

Have you ever heard of the Miasma theory? Where diseases are supposedly caused by bad air and such? This patient—I’m not sure how else to explain this. She had… bad air. There was like an invisible ball of gaseous sickness all around her. It made me want to puke. She gazed up at me with an innocent and confused look, and I couldn’t help but feel bad for her. I went back to do a physical exam on her, checking her skin and eyes, looking into her throat and ears, checking her pulse, the usual. It was hard to focus though, the awful feeling of nausea and illness ruminating off of her and right back at me. She was in a rough shape from the looks of it, she could’ve be suffering from a myriad of things. I figured I’d prescribe some acetaminophen, so I told her I would be back, and left the hospital room.

When I exited, I instantly noticed the change in air quality. It was so much more fresh and breathable outside of the patient’s room, despite still being in a building with what should’ve been the same conditions. That’s when I realized the difference in cleanliness as well, the halls had a scent of rubbing alcohol and chlorine, but her room… honestly, was foul. I went to grab the medicine for her when a friend of mine and also fellow co-worker, Wendy Lovett, bumped into me. She was surprised to see me and said that I looked unwell. I didn’t know what she was talking about until she showed me with her phone. I looked like I had a cold or something, but it wasn’t that serious, could just be the long hours getting to me. I mentioned I was getting some medicine for the patient in room 43, but Wendy looked more concerned for me. She told me there wasn’t a patient in room 43. I said that there definitely was one, and that she could come with me to take care of the patient if she really didn’t believe me.

We came back to the patient and Wendy wrinkled her nose as she entered. The patient still sat on that cot. I poured one chewable tablet of the medicine in my hand and instructed her how to take it. I’m not sure why, but she looked a little disappointed when she took it. Wendy walked over to the patient and I could see her face shift from mild disgust to utter repulsion. She must have gotten a little close and experienced that… bad air. Once the patient was done, I gave her a glass of water and Wendy practically dragged me out. She shut the door to the room and told me that patient was not normal. It was hard to disagree with Wendy, there was something strange about her and we both felt sick after being around her. We agreed that I would give the responsibility of taking care of this patient to someone else, probably more capable of dealing with sicker patients. The next day, I asked another doctor, Vincent Roussel, if he could handle the patient for me, as I was feeling ill. He begrudgingly agreed, and I stayed home.

I came back to work feeling much better after that, but I couldn’t help but notice Vincent looked really bad. His usually kept hair was a mess, he had stains all over his shirt, and his glasses were smudged and crooked. I asked if he was okay. Vincent glared at me and told me he was just fine, but judging from his cough and sniffly nose, he was not. I didn’t see him for the rest of the day, until I walked past room 43 nearing the end of my shift, the door slightly askew. Curiosity got the better of me, and I took a little peak inside. The room looked a lot dirtier than I remember, now with insects crawling and flying around the walls and floors. Vincent was now lying in the cot and he looked like a corpse, but he was still alive, the shaky rise and fall of his chest showed that. The patient stood beside the cot, remarkably looking a whole lot healthier, with her hand on Vincent’s shoulder. I think she was saying or whispering things, but I couldn’t hear what. I… I quickly left after seeing that.

Vincent was found dead in the hospital a few days later. The police haven’t found anything about what could have caused his death. I’ve only told Wendy about seeing the patient with Vincent so far, since I doubt the police would find the information helpful. We’ve both been avoiding room 43, even though it’s probably perfectly normal and clean now. That patient… I don’t know. I haven’t seen her since. I hope I never do.

Statement ends.


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10 months ago
Woagh! 2 Posts In 1 Day! (Saying This Like Its Not Uncommon) But Have My Tma Sona!!! These Drawings Are

Woagh! 2 posts in 1 day! (Saying this like it’s not uncommon) but have my tma sona!!! These drawings are a month or 2 old but i’m finally posting them!!

This is just my sona from season 1-3 the progression of it n stuff, there were some sketches of 4 and 5 but i never finished them, idk if i will! But idk! We’ll see!

I’m wanna ramble a bit about my sona so if you wanna read it’s under the cut! Grahh

Got the idea from bestie @catattack08 to make it so i got hired at first for redesigning the institute logo, Because i’m a freelance artist, but then i started working on organizing physical files n caseloads on the shelves n stuff.

Hired me (mostly) because i had severe connections to a lot of entities, i had been touched by several throughout my lifetime :p

Nothing major happened to me through season 1 and 2 besides being kinda wary about john and probably agreeing that he murdered leitner in season 3.

So like- my sona story is involved with my friends a lot- and my friend was leaning towards john being innocent so managed to keep contact with him and we both went to georgies house to deliver some books, and i came with them to make sure they didn’t get murdered cuz i was still under the impression he murdered that guy.

John went out for a smoke, got kidnapped, i stepped outside to ā€œhave a wordā€ with him abt what really went on and breekon and hope saw me, said ā€œno witnessesā€ and dragged me along too, i have some drawings of that if anyones interested aaghh

When we were both together we had some time to connect and understand eachother (or as best we could) i was kept for the sake of extra skin in case john didn’t ā€œfitā€ but anywayss- we bonded a lot and this is probably where i would’ve (in super canon) died, nikola kinda using me as a decoration for the ritual.

BUT i dont think abt that cuz i wanna see what happens if i live, so instead, micheal almost leaves me for dead until helen comes along and letting john and me pass through her door, we both make it back and i gain a lot more mutual respect and understanding for him, we’re both decently good friends now, then everything kinda moves forward from then on.

Until peter comes in, this is already getting long enough but long story short, i was used as a practice dummy for the lonely kinda, and i couldn’t kill em, so i got sent to super hell where martin found me. Talked me out of it, withhh the poowerrr of friendshipppp/j

Thennn i either go back home to @catattack08 orrr i stay and they come, and those have 2 different routes but grahhh idk if i should put it here, feel free to ask!


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